9/12/09

Sniff, sniff. Do you smell smoke?

When leaving the house to take your daughter to her sports massage and breakfast, make SURE to turn off the stove.Apparently the water you are boiling with cinnamon and nutmeg IS flammable.

The first sign something was wrong?Hearing the dogs barking wildly and the smoke alarm going off when I got out of my car.I managed to throw the pot in a tub of water JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME. Oh, and apparently I CAN run.

I was going for the great smell of cinnamon and nutmeg and ended up with the smell of freshly burned forest.

Oh yikes!!! Years ago, I learned how fast a husband can run out of the house with a flaming frying pan (I was heating oil to cook something and got distracted by something on TV). the answer? Pretty damned fast!

I sincerely hope the picture you posted is something you found on the internet and not an actual photo of the fire itself, because I know we all reach for the camera at potential blogging moments, but I'm not sure I'd do it if my kitchen were on fire.

Phew! An ewwy close call. Thank goodness you grabbed that pot with a potholder.

Mr. M threw his pajama shirt on top of a lamp once and unbeknownst to me. And, err, well, let's just say I'm awfully glad I didn't wave him off in favor the book I was reading when he said, a little while later, "Mom it smells funny in here."

Shuddering over here... SCARY. And to think that people think we're ADULTS! And like, capable and shit. Cuz I have done pleeeeenty of stupid stuff in my day, my dear. Glad you got it out in time. Also, Glad you told me that tidbit so that I don't f&ck it up, too!

In the words of my students: OMG!! So glad you didn't burn down the house. (By the way, when I saw the title of this post, I thought you were going to tell me somebody's- Sassys?- pants were on fire. Glad it was just the house. That sounds terrible doesn't it?!)

Ahh, I'm pretty sure we all F up at least once a day, just most people try to keep it hushed up.

Friday my daughter set up her precious Nightmare Before Xmas collection up on a set of new shelves in her room. It looked AMAZING!

Yeah, that's right: LOOKED.

Then yesterday while she was at her Dad's I went in there to put away some clothes and walked right into the damn shelf and knocked half the stuff right off it. Now I'm in disgrace because I can't hide what I did by replacing it all just so, because I can't remember how it all went.

Who walks face first right into a SHELF, hmm?!

You're in good company, VM. And, by the way, BRAVO on getting to that fire in time!!!!

Can you imagine what burnt tea kettle smells like? That's what I came home to once when my kids' school had no electricity & they were home with their dad. He put the kettle on our electric burner, and then our power went out. When they left to go to an "after school" thing the power was still out. Needless to say, it came back on before I got home that evening.

Occasionally I still find bits of burnt tea kettle in odd places in my kitchen!

I too have daily f-up's that keep me humble. Although, I must say, they aren't exactly fun. You know what will really smell up a house is if you hit an extra number on the microwave when you are cooking those Lean Cuisines. Nothing like the smell of nuked plastic!! Take care and thankfully the house didn't burn down!

I too have daily f-up's that keep me humble. Although, I must say, they aren't exactly fun. You know what will really smell up a house is if you hit an extra number on the microwave when you are cooking those Lean Cuisines. Nothing like the smell of nuked plastic!! Take care and thankfully the house didn't burn down!

I love the way you can weave a near-tragedy into an absolute scream of a story. :-)

I totally f*&@ked up once and caught my house on fire. Well, it wasn't really MY house, I was a single mom renting the upstairs from my parents (my brother & wife lived below).... and that's a story for another day. LOL

Don't forget to tip the waitress. I really DO live on tips....

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